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Chapter 30: Breaking The Rules

作者: D.SAM
last update 公開日: 2026-07-19 20:56:06

Emma knew exactly what she was doing.

It was a small rule nothing in the original contract or the new “wife protocols,” but one they’d reinforced during the cabin weekend like gospel. She was never allowed to touch herself without permission. Not even to adjust the plug. Day eight of what should have been the end of her denial, and here she was, deliberately breaking it in the executive bathroom during lunch.

She didn’t even try to hide it well. The door she left ajar, just a crack for anyone w
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  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 31: Shared Vulnerability

    The penthouse was quiet the night after the punishment. Emma’s body still ached welts raised across her ass like faint pink lightning bolts, her throat sore and raw from the way Marcus had choked her during the final wave, her pussy and ass pulsing with a deep, throbbing tenderness from the relentless forced orgasms that had left her body shaking and empty. She moved slowly, deliberately, as she stepped out of the shower, water still beading on her skin and running in rivulets down her curves. The soft towel felt too luxurious against her sensitized flesh, but it was the only thing that could soothe the raw edges without triggering more pain. Around her neck, the day collar sat cool and unyielding, its metal band a constant, grounding weight a reminder that even in this fragile moment of peace, she belonged to them, body and heart.Marcus and Ryan were waiting for her in the bedroom, the lights dimmed to a low, golden glow that cast long shadows across the massive bed. No toys. No rop

  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 30: Breaking The Rules

    Emma knew exactly what she was doing.It was a small rule nothing in the original contract or the new “wife protocols,” but one they’d reinforced during the cabin weekend like gospel. She was never allowed to touch herself without permission. Not even to adjust the plug. Day eight of what should have been the end of her denial, and here she was, deliberately breaking it in the executive bathroom during lunch.She didn’t even try to hide it well. The door she left ajar, just a crack for anyone with eyes on the building’s security feeds to see. She leaned back against the marble sink, heels clicking against the floor as she rolled her hips once, twice, then pressed her palm firmly between her legs. The plug shifted inside her, sending a sharp spark of heat straight to her core. A low moan escaped her throat loud enough, deliberate enough. “Fuck,” she whispered, more to herself than anyone, but the cameras would catch every syllable.Twenty minutes later, the door to the executive suite

  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 29: Family Crisis

    The family home smelled like pot roast and nostalgia. Emma’s parents had invited everyone for Sunday dinner under the pretense of “catching up.” What they really wanted was to drop their bombshell.“We’re going on a surprise anniversary cruise!” her mom announced, beaming as she passed the mashed potatoes. “Three weeks in the Mediterranean. Just the two of us. You kids can hold down the fort, right?”Emma forced a smile, fork frozen halfway to her mouth. Across the table, Marcus’s eyes met hers for a split second dark, hungry, dangerous. Ryan kept his expression neutral, but his foot brushed hers under the table.Three weeks without them. Three weeks of pretending to be the normal stepsister while their dynamic had become anything but.The bruises from the parking garage reclamation and the intense punishment still lingered on her thighs and ass. The day collar was hidden under a high-neck sweater, but every shift of fabric reminded her of its presence. One wrong move and everything c

  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 28: Rival’s Move

    The underground parking garage beneath Apex Tower was mostly empty at 8:45 p.m. Emma’s heels echoed sharply as she walked toward the reserved spots where Marcus and Ryan waited. The weekend training still lingered in every step her ass tender, throat slightly sore, body humming from five days of orgasm denial. The day collar felt heavier than usual under her silk blouse.She never made it to the car.“Emma Thompson.”The voice came from behind a concrete pillar. A tall man in an expensive navy suit stepped out late thirties, sharp features, cold blue eyes. Victor Lang, Harlan Voss’s new right-hand executive. He’d been circling Apex for weeks.“I have something you should see.” He held up his phone, screen glowing with partial screenshots: emails from the restricted folder, timestamps matching her access, and a blurry photo of her leaving the building late with a USB drive. It wasn’t enough to prove anything, but it looked damning.Emma’s blood ran cold. “That’s not”“Save it,” Lang cu

  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 27: Weekend Training

    The private luxury cabin sat deep in the woods, two hours from the city. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked a private lake, but the three of them barely noticed the view. They’d left Friday night right after the last meeting, the Yamamoto leak still under investigation. This weekend wasn’t about rest. It was about “slut training,” as Marcus had called it in the car, his hand already between Emma’s thighs.The orgasm denial was on day three. Emma’s body felt like a live wire sensitive, aching, constantly leaking their cum around the heavy plug. The day collar stayed locked. No relief.“Strip the second we’re inside,” Ryan ordered as soon as the door closed behind them. The cabin was sleek and modern open plan, massive king bed visible from the living area, a custom bondage frame in the corner they’d had installed just for this.Emma obeyed, folding her clothes neatly on the bench by the door. Naked, collared, and already dripping, she knelt in the center of the room.Marcus circled he

  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 26: The Leak Escalates

    The boardroom felt like a war zone again. Papers scattered across the long table. Ryan stood at the head, knuckles white on the edge. Marcus paced like a caged animal. Emma sat between them, day collar suddenly feeling like a noose.“The Yamamoto account is gone,” Ryan said flatly. “Defected overnight to Harlan Voss’s firm. Internal emails show they knew details only three people had access to. Us.”Marcus stopped pacing, eyes locking on Emma. “The same restricted folder you had access to for ‘intel gathering.’”Emma’s stomach dropped. “You think I leaked it?”The silence was damning. After everything saving the company, the confessions, the collar, the parties they still looked at her with that edge of suspicion. The espionage plot that started with Voss had never fully died. Now it was back, biting harder.“We don’t think,” Marcus said, voice dangerously low. “We’re confirming. And you’re going to prove your innocence the hard way.”They didn’t take her to the penthouse. They used t

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